What would make a sophisticated, well-educated American man in his early thirties take a job running coffee and cinnamon plantations in rural East Timor for a Portuguese export house? It couldn't be because the age of consent for teenage boys there is fourteen, could it?
This is my very true story. I was introduced to sex by my older cousin. He made me his slut, even sharing me with his friends. That chartered the course for the rest of my life. Wendy K
Yoko would soon be a schoolgirl no longer. She had learned many things in school. She learned to be obedient in school and dutiful to her family. There was time later to be independent, but now she saw the value of submission and surrender to tradition by bending to the need for close family ties and full surrender to the control of her teachers in school no matter how demanding they were of sharing her personal privacy and invading her territorial imperative with deep probes into her very core.
Julia repeated to herself over and over again, "It's only soft porn" and not the hard core stuff. Now her daughter knew exactly how she made the money for the rent and all their other expenses. If only the photographer minded his manners and kept it all pretend and not the real thing.
Life was becoming complicated in hiding his fetish for fourteen-year-old boys in Washington, D.C., so a music professor and symphony orchestra celloist moved to rural Bridgewater, Virginia, to avoid temptation. An invitation to mentor a fourteen-year-old violin prodigy at the Garth-Newel music center in the Allegheny Mountains, though, in addition to the charms of the son of a B&B owner, puts temptations squarely in the professor's path.